Are you literate? Can you read? - Read this
 

They came riding at first light
Fifty men armed to the teeth
The sounding horn called us out to fight
We went to meet them in the fields

Outnumbered yet we fought
But soon we were overrun
We took refuge in our home
Our downfall had just begun

They attacked our home, we kept them out
Defending ourselves with spear and bow
We took them out one by one
As the rising autumn sun glowed

There was twenty dead on each side
When we first smelled something burn
We heard them laughing from outside
Taunting us with spiteful words

They set the house on fire
In order to smoke us out
Only five of us was still alive
And our time was running out

Raging flames surrounded us all
Our home was under siege
Crumbling roof and burning walls
There was no way to break free

As we were all about to die
We swore a sacred oath
Revenge would be claimed if someone survived
And we sealed the oath in blood

The roof caved in and cleared a path
A way out of the flames
It was decided that I'd go first
As we made for our escaped

Suddenly the walls came down
And trapped the rest inside
My closest friends died that day
Only I made it out alive

:glugglug

thats a sad poem

:(


Don't like to read stuff like that though


Ivy

I was all excited that it was one of those things with "the" in it twice but the brain doesn't see it at first!

You wasted my time on a crappy poem :mad:

its a story told to young pagans to insite revenge to christians.

did you get my icq?

cheers

:glugglug

another

We storm ahead with swords'n shields
For victory we ride
We fight the world on these battlefields
To re-erect the pagan pride

We draw the blood of those in our way
It's 'victory or die
With pounding, raging fury we slay
Now christian hounds will pay

Charge ahead, no retreat
No merca, noone shall live
To us there is no defeat
No remorse to give

A wind of power blows from the north
The enemy shivers to the core
We slay with strength, pushing forth
Silence before the storm

The gates of Valhall open up
The ground beneath us shakes
As Oden leads the Gods to war
The Rainbow Bridge cracks

Nothing can stop this final attack
We carve up all in our path
Now there is no turning back
Final battle is here at last

A feast awaits us when we get back
Awaiting all that fought in wrath
By the long fires we sit in glory
Ande beer cools our soar throats

We are few but strong in will
The last with pagan blood
We fought the world with burning steel
Now we sit in Hall of Gods

Pride and glory in our hearts
Pride and glory in our hearts

Hubby wrote this. he claims he hacked it out as a joke for a poetry contest. I think it's not bad.


What They Did to Mary

by Dagwolf

Enoch sloggered down the lough
Revenge what he were after
He swore and cursed the wretched scum
For what they did to Mary.

Unlimbered he his rusty sword
And cracked his corded neck
He'd see the bastards rot in hell
For what they did to Mary.

Come OUT! he screamed, in crimson rage
Or is it you're too weary
To come and fight and pay in blood
For what ye did to Mary?

They came, they came to cut him down
Three wretches unrepentant.
He slew the three, and himself too
Not one was left to bury.

I found his body by the lough
And brought poor Enoch home.
I laid his body down to rest
Next to his darling Mary.

I don't write poetry. :)

By Iraqi People about Amerikans

no.

by pagans about christians.

fuck iraq.

this about pagans vs christians.

because whether or not you people know it or not.

iraqis are christians too.

and i cant careless.

they call themselves Childean or whatever but its the same.